4 Years • jb

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| Malaysia |

"Justin!" I screamed, pulling him off of Preston, well attempting too. "Justin stop!" I finally broke the two apart long enough for me to push Justin against the couch and Preston towards the front door.

"Leave, just leave Preston," I could feel the tears rolling down my cheeks, this is so not what I needed right now and I thought Justin knew that. Preston didn't say anything yet he walked out as I turned around while I glared at Justin.

"What happen to just talking to him?" I asked him. He tried to walk towards me but I just pushed him away, "Why would you do that Justin? Why?!"

"Baby I—"

"Baby nothing Justin, you didn't need to do that," I spat.

"Malaysia the man put his hands on you! It might not of been a big deal to you, but it's a big deal to me. A huge deal! Fücking enormous. You're mine, you and the baby! Is that not clear to you?"

"I know that."

"Do you? Do you really know? Because I don't think you do. I did what I did out of anger, I wasn't thinking straight. I saw Preston and I just remembered how he hurt you."

"Justin, he was drunk. I know Preston would never hurt me on purpose," I sighed. "And it's not like he even hurt me as bad as you're making it seem, just fücking calm down."

"So this isn't a big deal to you?" He asked. "Not as big of a deal as your making it, no," I clarified.

"Alright."

I rolled my eyes, annoyed. I know Justin was aggravated with me but he honestly had no reason to be. "Justin.."

"No Malaysia."

"Don't be mad," I whined. He shook his head, "I'm not mad at you, I'm mad how you can think it's not a big deal?" He started to walk in the kitchen grabbing his keys and wallet off the counter.

"Sounds like you're pretty mad to me," I mumbled as he just ignored me.

"Where are you going?"

"My apartment, I need time to think," he replied. "Think about what? Now you're leaving me?" I'd be the first one to admit I immediately got defensive, "I did nothing wrong!"

"I know that babe, I know. I just need a break, I'll be back later," he kissed my forehead and that was it, he was gone. I was frustrated, beyond frustrated. But there was nothing I could do it was obvious when it came to this we both had two different stand points an opinions.

I walked up stairs still annoyed at the fact that Justin just left, walking away from the problem.

The Next Day

"Mal," I heard someone whisper my name while gently shaking my leg.

"Come on Addy, wake auntie up." I then felt my niece give me a slobbery wet kiss on my cheek as I giggled looking up to see Max. "What are you doing here? I thought you didn't come back till this well weekend?" I squinted confused.

"Ava and I missed you an Addy," he shrugged.

I smiled, hugging Addy to my chest, "I missed you guys too." Max then sat in my bed next to me, "Where's Ava?" I then asked.